User blog comment:Bartholomew Billberry Bowstring/Mossflower Country & Beyond/@comment-3474228-20111122221341/@comment-25220117-20111127210423

''The wildcat's chest was a bloody mess as he screeched in pained rage, grabbing the otter's leg and throwing him to the deck, raising a cutlass menacingly as he approaches, his tunic naught but blood-stained rags along the deep gash the otter's knife caused. A searat throws himself into the storage room, dashing downstairs as the rest blocked out the doorway, knives, axes and swords raised to Sterling. The stoat snarls'' "Hasta lavista, waterdog!" A weasel among them raises a throwing knife, hurling it at the Skipper